User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-3094815-20110405204812

The weasel leader eyes Darkshadow suspiciously from the other boat

''Darkshadow curls his lip and lets out a low growl and mutters something in an unknown tongue. The weasel leader jerks back, eyes wide. Darkshadow watches the flight of a passing seabird disinterestedly''